Life is Magnifique

In this electric night, trying to find the flower path to my garden,
the earth’s soft fragrance creates my hallucinations.

That white cloud made me think of you…
Think of you once more…

—put your trust in the moment…

The sky is ending the night and
I follow, only follow to charge my dream

Invitation to instant exoticism…
A fantasy performed free from evocation.

In front of my eyes the endless silhouette of a Matador
becomes elegance in motion.

Before me his face suspended from his golden locks
eyes brilliant, reading my soul, rushing my heartbeat…

My trembling voice reveals my aim…
If I only could…

—let yourself go with the wind

I am trying to see, to feel, but I feel like a child trying to steal an apple…

“I like your show.
When did you start playing music?
How did you cope with raving fame, Ravel?”

“Essentially I am made of Brilliance” he said.

For times I have watched his torso arrowing towards earth and sky, then the kill…

Life is no longer what it was, but he reinvented his own parameters, he stands in his own spotlight, still.

—play by the rules and hold your course
—but learn to deviate from it

“I feel the suffocating loneliness in you
Look in this shattered mirror, the void may give you back your claim.”

Now I feel I triumphed over the past and present…

Love heals love…

—ignore routine

I see my feet starting to dance…

Tartare steak or
Chocolate mousse?

This time you decide…

—Stop… Pose… Love… Love

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January 2011